By morning the rain had stopped and the sun was shinning again. Swiftkill rose from her sleeping area and walked slowly through her pack. She was now more composed and knew what she wanted. As she passed the cubs snuggled up to their mother she looked carefully at their carefree faces as they dreamed of chasing butterflies and mice. Her face soften and she then let out a sigh. "Wake up everyone" she called "We have to continue into the woods to find our winter dens". The group lifted their heads and then their bodies. They slowly followed Swiftkill in to the depths of the forest.
The forest was full of life even though it was winter. The tree coverage ensured to forest floor was kept relativity dry. Insects crept, crawled and scampered under bushes and over the moss on logs which lay on the floor. The familiar noises were more comforting to the wolf pack. They confirmed that food would be available throughout the winter moons. Red berries lined the bushes and trees in areas where the sun broke through the treetops giving light and warmth.
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Swiftkill-journey of the pack
AbenteuerJourney Chapter 1 - Winter is Coming Part 1/2 On a high mountain top a pack of wolves gathered by the side of a breathtaking waterfall. The stones around them glistened from the moonlight in the spray. Silence fell on the group as a shadow cast d...
